Pretty Boy Floyd

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Melanie - Pop

Pretty Boy Floyd

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Well gather 'round me children, a story I will tell About Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw, Oklahoma knew him well It was in the town of Shawnee on a Saturday afternoon His wife beside him in the wagon as into town they rode Then along came the deputy sheriff in a manner rather rude Using vulgar words of language, his wife she overheard Then Pretty Boy grabbed a long chain and the deputy grabbed a gun And in the fight that followed he laid that deputy down Then he ran to the trees and bushes to live a life of shame Every crime in Oklahoma was added to his name He ran to the trees and bushes on the Canadian river shore And many a starving farming opened up his door It was in Oklahoma City, it was on a Christmas day A whole carload of groceries with a letter that did say 'You say that I'm an outlaw, you say that I'm a thief ' 'Well here's a Christmas dinner for the families on relief' As through this life you travel you meet some funny men Some will rob you with a six gun and some with a fountain pen As through this life you ramble, as through this life you roam You'll never see an outlaw take a family from their home

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Writers
  • Woody Guthrie